Master P

Master P - Eyes On Your Enemies lyrics

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(feat. Mia X, Silkk the Shocker)



[Mia X]



And the lady America was finally slaughtered

And divided into 3 quarters

Her children who was fit fell, peace

Battlin', golden', platinum

Friends of terror and endless bloodshed

Pity was not spared for no man, woman, child or rapper

And believe

For his rap was felt by everyone

And this time when trust had no meaning

Family and friends who survived destroyed one another

Decided to the world

Love, peace, and brotherhood

Soldiers, high ashes to survival

Master P

To open up a path to reality

For some, judgement



[Master P]



The devil took the straps off my nigga legs

The Virgin Mary came when my homie bleed

Too many fuckin' thieves and enemies

The vultures pecked the mouths for the green cheese

I watched his soul leave his clothes left him cold

On these streets, anything goes

He was on the road

It took 'em ten to do him in

The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back again

He was Polo'd down with the matchin' socks

I mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of cooked rocks

The reaper came and took him

I saw the tears from my baby mama's eyes over look him

As I walk through the shadow's of death

Where no rapper or no man can spare no breath

The kingdom of freedom is all they said

Why the shackle and chain?

My homie's life slaid

>From the cradle to the grave every soldier shall ride

Bite the apple of eternity (uggggHH)

Every mother will cry



[Chorus x2]



Keep your eyes on your enemies, and watch your friends

Put your life in your own hands, or your life will end



[Silkk]



Now who's to say if it's the beginning or ending

Start to finish

Losin' or winnin'

I'm trapped in a whole world of sin

Who's to say your life is worth more than mine

Should I give my heart to the President so he can live and I can die?

Now my whole life I was scared

The only judge is god

But why do I (we) live by these man made laws

Ten commandments they say do not steal or kill

But I lost to many niggas and some say they split my wig for meal

Heaven, leadin' up to the steps

Everything I do wrong in my days is leading to my death

And even though I never see

I believe there's a god

But I hate when your best friend turn to your enemy

When times is hard



[Chorus x2]



[Master P]



As the sand slowly poured

I see flashes of life

Time started ticking it's the end of my life

Blind fo' his eyes when he look at god

Behold no man or your life destroyed

He took many prophets and poured to the kingdom

Big ones and small ones

Good ones and mean ones

As the angel came the ghetto from hell

Some words of the piece cuz they didn't know no better

So they sold to the pitch-forks of the fire

Do g's go to heaven or just young niggas retire

Crosses burned cuz they souls was scarred

Hoping for second chance but ain't none

Cuz it's yo' final call



[Chorus till fade]
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